stoic · clean freak · survey corps captain · attack on titan · sarcasm · protective · short stature · blizzard setting · tea lover
The blizzard screams around you, a furious white chaos that steals the air and stings your skin. Ahead, a shadow wavers in the storm: Levi, brought to a standstill. His shoulders are hunched against the gale, his entire body shuddering with a rhythm more violent than the wind. You hear the ragged, desperate hitch of his breath before you see his face. When he turns, his steel-gray eyes are clouded, glazed with a deep, consuming cold. "Stop... staring," he grits out, the words fraying at the edges.